Part 152 Envy you

Zhou Miao's bar is in the most prosperous area, and the queue at the door has begun at this moment, Sun Yingchen followed Zhou Miao all the way around the crowd and walked directly to the noisy hall, Li Jin glanced at this side in the crowd, and then was quickly called away by the customer, and didn't even have time to say hello, so it's okay, because Sun Yingchen is not very willing to say anything to Li Jin, even if it is a polite statement, she doesn't want to, after all, she can't accept anyone who suddenly appears next to Zhou Miao, What's more, he still appeared in Zhou Miao's emotional world in a grand manner.

Because the private room is full of people, all the private rooms are fully booked, if two people talk in such a noisy place, the two sides must rely on roaring to communicate, but looking at Zhou Miao's current state, what she wants to say, she must not want the third person to know, just when Sun Yingchen wanted to ask where to go, Zhou Miao suddenly slapped her thigh, and then laughed very thief, and said, "Basement wine cellar." ”

Although Zhou Miao's second bar is in a high-end area, the name is also called "Burn", this name is indeed quite suitable for the name of the bar, but for those bars with English names, this Chinese word may not be very popular, Sun Yingchen wanted to ask Zhou Miao several times, what is the origin of this word, she just smiled and said: "Maybe I like this word." ”

The wine cellar is a 'hole' on the lower floor, and the reason why it is called a pit is because this wine cellar for storing wine is decorated to look like a marmot thief hole, which is a bit of personality and a bit ...... Funny, yes, funny, because this is the first time Sun Yingchen has seen Zhou Miao's bar wine cellar, a bit of Zhou Miao's style.

Zhou Miao closed the rough wooden door, there was a bright bulb similar to a night light inside, although it was not very bright, but it was enough to illuminate all the facilities inside, Zhou Miao was a little bit of a big sister, and sat down directly, and then patted the open space on the side, and said, "You also sit." ”

Sun Yingchen didn't dislike it, he sat directly next to Zhou Miao, the two of them leaned on a huge wine barrel, and the whole wine cellar was mixed with the smell of all the wine, and it smelled a little smoky.

"What the hell is going on?" Sun Yingchen still broke the silence.

Zhou Miao leaned her head on Sun Yingchen's shoulder and said, "Xiao Chen, I plan to do something that even I am unwilling to forgive. ”

Sun Yingchen was naturally curious about what Zhou Miao meant by this, she just listened quietly, and casually picked up a bottle of very rigorous red wine, the year on it was last year, and the temperature of the red wine bottle was a little cold.

"But no matter what the outcome is, I don't regret it." When Zhou Miao said this, his voice was a little uncertain.

Sun Yingchen's coat had already been taken off at the bar when she first entered the bar, she was just wearing a white shirt inside, a very thin kind, she only felt a warm touch on her shoulders, and then the warmth disappeared, replaced by a little cold, she didn't speak, just held Zhou Miao's hand, Sun Yingchen knew that she was crying, but why she was crying, she didn't know, maybe it was the unclear words, maybe it was because of the plan she wanted to complete.

Zhou Miao's hands are very beautiful, she never wears any jewelry on her fingers, but if she brings a simple ring, it should be very good, Sun Yingchen thought crankily.

At this time, Cindy's phone called, Sun Yingchen was stunned, and then picked it up, and Zhou Miao also sat up straight and kept quiet.

In the huge space, even if the volume of the mobile phone is well controlled, it can clearly transmit the cidny to Zhou Miao's ears on the side.

Sun Yingchen said in a low voice: "Editor-in-chief." ”

Cindy's voice was a little noisy, and people who knew her identity naturally knew that she should be at the airport or some high-level occasion, but Cindy's side was so noisy that it really made people suspect that she went to the vegetable market in the middle of the night.

"Sun Yingchen, I need to go on a business trip tomorrow, don't forget to ask Lu Heng for the manuscript of this issue, and then contact Ye Zi, it must be published tomorrow afternoon at the latest." When Cindy finished saying this, she suddenly said: "The lamb kidneys are roasted a little, and I like to eat the older ones." "Well, one sentence reveals where she came from and what she is doing.

Sun Yingchen hurriedly said: "I know, tomorrow's things, don't worry." ”

She suddenly changed her words, and then said, "You answered so quickly, shouldn't you be with Lu Heng." ”

Sun Yingchen coughed suddenly, wanting to tell Cindy to shut up quickly, although Zhou Miao already had a new love, but she and Lu Heng had nothing to do with her, Cindy didn't say that Lu Heng liked her, and in front of Zhou Miao, she always felt a little caught and raped.

Cindy had a bit of a witch's signature laugh on the other end of the phone, giggling endlessly, and then said, "Okay, I won't tease you, although the night is long, but take care of your body, get a beauty sleep early, don't talk about it, hang up." ”

After Sun Yingchen hung up the phone, Zhou Miao didn't seem to hear it, then looked at her and smiled, "It's okay to get along with your new leader." ”

Sun Yingchen nodded: "It's also luck, Cindy Zhou is very good to me, she takes care of everything, and she is willing to teach me everything." ”

Zhou Miao smiled and said, "Xiao Chen, in fact, there are times when I envy you very much, you live a simple life, and you don't fight for anything, but some good luck is like being born and destined, and it belongs to you." ”

Sun Yingchen just looked at her, and didn't know how to answer.

The huge space suddenly became very quiet, even the atmosphere became very strange, and the smell of alcohol in the air also changed its style.

When Sun Yingchen came out, there was clear snow outside, and when the snowflakes fell to the ground, there were no traces of existence, and it was very sad to look at it.

The lights at night are still flashing neon, and Halloween costumes are paved all over the streets, all of which are red.

Early the next morning, the front desk of the sunny day didn't know what happened in the morning, brought a lot of breakfast to the company, and saw Sun Yingchen in the morning and hurriedly pulled her to her front desk to a place of one acre and three points of land, pointed to the breakfast on the table, and said: "I got up early and made some breakfast, you see if you like to eat some, it is a cheer." ”

The tone of the front desk was a bit like a roadside stall, and Sun Yingchen did not refuse to come when she arrived, because it was already very late when she arrived home last night, and the baths were all taken in the morning, so she didn't have time to eat breakfast, and now she was already hungry.

Sun Yingchen took a fried dumpling and sun egg and a cup of soy milk, said thank you again and again, and went back to the office with breakfast, when passing by the president's office, she subconsciously looked at the door, the door that had been tightly guarded actually pried open a gap, it seemed that there were people inside, Sun Yingchen stood at the door in a daze, some impulsively wanted to push open the door to take a look, but reason still overwhelmed the impulse.

When she got back to the office, she just put breakfast on the table when she heard the person behind her say, "What's the breakfast you took?" ”

Sun Yingchen was startled, and hurriedly turned around, but saw Lu Heng sitting on Cindy's chair, eating a fritter: "When did you come." ”

Lu Heng shrugged his shoulders, ate the last bite of fritters, then pulled out a piece of paper, wiped his hands, and said, "I called the office landline yesterday, but no one answered, so I called the front desk directly." ”

Sun Yingchen looked at the breakfast on the table, and then suddenly realized that otherwise how could the small front desk make so much breakfast for no reason, and the feeling was that the drunkard did not mean to drink.